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Originally Posted by yorkiefan_  My Cookie Monster loves to attack my ankles when I'm walking (in the house, not playing in the yard or when out for walks at the park). If I turn around and watch she just looks up at me like "I'm just your little miss sweet girl following you around" and then by the second step after I look forward again I feel teeth mixed with a playful growl. She never bites hard so it just makes me laugh. lol |
Yes this wonderful habit is in Crystals repertoire too. Stage 2 is to hang on to my trouser leg, so I have a 7lb anchor to drag along! Closely related here is the 'Good, the old boy's putting his socks on' game. This consists me attempting getting them on,
(with one hand) whilst clutterbuck brain pulls them off with a lot of silly growling accompaniment. I'll swear she's laughing her head off as well! Irina and I get a huge kick out of it too. It's the wonder of their playful little natures engaging in everyday human life and the ongoing expectancy of the fun that we love. Rarely a dull moment, as we all go mad together!
